She glanced at the pawing hand, and even in the merciless haze of lust, she had love enough in her heart to adjust, giving him a few more hard thrusts before she loosened her grip on the collar once more. She pressed against the back of his head, shoved until his cheek met the mattress. Then she bent over his back, both hands finding his and pinning them beside his head, fingers interlocked. She resumed her hard thrusts at a fun new angle.

"Do you want to come?" Because he must have been aching for it now. She leaned down to whisper in his ear, assuring the toy was wedged deep in his ass when she did so. "Ask nice, and maybe I'll let you."